You've been hearing for weeks about a new guy transferring to your school. Everyone said he was young and fine, tall and handsome. You were not sure because of all the rumors that were usually spread around being fake.

When today, your teacher invited someone to enter the classroom and to introduce himself, you knew you were going to find out.

When he entered the classroom, well, he was damn fine. Why couldn't you even look at him without blushing and feeling butterflies all over your body?

Later, during the long break, you talked with your best friend. "Girl, i'm telling you, he's bad." She answered. "He's a player, that's what they say" She raised her shoulders, shrugging.

"He talked to me! He looked so kind, he complimented my energy!" You protested. "And i'm different from whatever bitch he could pull.." You added in a murmur.

"They say he's a liar!" Your best friend added again. "God, will you stop knowing all the rumors?!" You sighed. "Maybe he pulls lots of girls because he's handsome!"

"He can be as kind as you want, but if he's a player, he'll get tired of you, no time!"

You shook your head, stood up and went to your locker for the imminent class starting. Inside the locker you found a piece of paper, a phone number and a message: 'Come to this party, imma know you better, you're different', the adress of the party next to it with a small heart and a sign, Yuji Itadori.

What now? Were you going to be one of his one night's stands?